Written in 1852, Gobineau meticulously documents the causes for the rise and fall of civilizations and concludes that race-mixing is the cause for the downfall of empires. He also concludes that the Negro and Mongoloid races are truly wretched and have only ever achieved civilization when their blood have been admixtured with that of the Aryans -

Also, you might wish to read 'The Bell Curve' to arm yourself with arguments in favour of black intellectual inferiority (although one of the authors of this book is a Jew, Herrnstein).

Pinker is a "Hellenised" IP member, to borrow that terminology. He is jewish but has been so absorbed into the intellectual culture of white gentile science that he has largely dropped their anti-Darwinistic beliefs.

He is a major and very effective crusader for the genetic basis of human nature, though even he blink at acknowledging racial differences.

I haven't read SP on bio-evolution etc, only on language. Saw a TV profile recently that pitched him as some kind of 'unprecented scourge of anti-materialism', with Richard Dawkins saying nice things about him - does SP somehow go much further than RD, and if so, how?

His, erm, equivocation over racial factors was obvious in his glib "We should just look at individuals" spiel, but this did not escape one of the contributors to the prog, a youngish Science journo who scathingly pointed out that for all his supposed 'radical-ness' the fearless unblinkingly-unsentimental tyro "rather conveniently skirts perhaps the most contentious social issue of all - race".

Pinker was shown at some Q&A session at a venue in London, with the questions being popped by a novelist - like that of the now-passe-in-the-salons Psychoanalysis, the 'Selfish Gene' view of humanity seems to appeal to literary types, being amenable to use in validating a certain pessimistic cultural strain.

A balkanized America divided and ruled by crazed feminists and minorities
run amok: it may sound a lot like the present, but this brilliantly written
novel blends satire and outrage in a searing, Orwellian portrait of a future
America -- an America that may soon be upon us. How Shakespeare's Julius
Caesar reads as translated into Ebonics by the black despot of
"Malcolmland"; how the cringing, chemically castrated white men of the
(Northeastern) "Corridor" keep house as their wives rule the roost; banquets
of "mystery meat," Aztec-style, in the new "Aztlan"; the poignant expiry of
the last traces of the old timers' old America in the shadow of the Statue
of Liberty. Beary writes with unsparing frankness on sex as practiced in a
decaying America, while his fine ear for comic dialogue and sharp eye for
excruciating detail bring the horrors of multiculturalism into Swiftian
focus.